Art and Love

I would like to invite you to view the art and arty things in my online gallery studio shop.

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It is Christmas, Birthday, Hanukkah, Romance, Self-Love time and I personally believe ART is a powerful and unique way to speak to someone, more permanent than flowers and chocolate, stranger than fiction.

I can make art for you, I connect with your heart and reproduce in colour a feeling state.

My creations are made with true love and my wish is to share all over the world.

Have a look at what I have to offer, find something no one else will ever have!

art is life is love is art is life

talk to me

http://www.artofkundalini.com

I have books and colouring folders ~ New Love and The Creative Warrior

I have creative courses for you to choose from!

I promise to do all I can to make your creative personal development a JOYFUL adventure.
Let us grow through JOY and FUN, let go of the need to sacrifice and BREATHE into I AM

Contact me arnabaartz@gmail.com for more information on one on one courses over email and Skype

I have inspirational Cards

I can do readings and Gift vouchers too!

I have original art and Prints

PROMO!!

LET IT BE ART!
All SILK mat prints will come with a second surprise print
All Originals will come with a surprise print
All Kundalini and Bird are Angels card sets will come with little original Baartz gift tags
French daisy Scarf comes with a surprise postcard sized original art work

http://www.artofkundalini.com

Arna

until

in early morning

I

seek

my heart

like a good friend

dialogue is easy

wavering like a mirage

swaying like a seasoned mother

but there are those other days…..

a smooth stone

a sheet of steel

a silent impasse

there is no other way

i stand at the door

until

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wildflower machine

 

reaching

my tongue

stretching into there

a thread

a disappearing cotton piece

i am a spiritual aardvark

catching

flashing

blue

devouring ants

i am an orange cog

smoothly spinning

a thousand orange cogs at once

like seeds bumping and flowing

in the direction of blooming terra firma

i am

a wildflower machine

no real

no fear

in a limitless world where imagination is the only true educator

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Comfort

A beautiful friend is translating my poetry for my upcoming book into French!

here is an example of her delicious, delicate and astute translation

 

Comfort

Our bonds have become our own doing

no matter how tightly we are conditioned

how painful our restraints

how deeply we were wounded or by whom

in the end we sit alone

either free to be

or

holding our own hands behind our back

in an ironic gesture

of comfort

~réconfort~

Nos chaines sont devenus produit de nos propres actions

peu importe la sévérité de notre conditionnement

la douleur de nos contraintes

la profondeur de nos blessures et qui les a infligé

au bout du compte nous nous tenons seuls

soit libre d’exister

ou

nos mains derrière notre dos

dans un geste ironique

de réconfort

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être

 

is this it

drumming

in my sensitive throat

?

this dreamy elevation pounding up my stairs

buzzing like bees behind my ears

eagling awake my Ursa Major

?

this cliche

slapping my eloquence

lathing me into curling pieces

….

I asked her liquid scales

I begged her

I made water coloured love for her

I sang it

I did

I am

I will

être ou ne pas être

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Simpatico

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art

the samurai

a language born of soft nib

trailing sticky rouge

pressing up off the floor

art answers to my wild driver

cuts corners, sliding sideways

unravelling

this tiny golden soul from the ribbons of a patriarchal past.

ovarian ribbons, wet, sliding ribbons, sweaty, perfumed ribbons

ribbons wrapped tightly, stripping through my naked body

like art

a thoughtful sword

ribbons that hold my breath shallow when it should be deep
that blister my waist when they should kiss
that maul my power

when it should open in awe
this art is determined

deliberate

necessary

to loosen fear defined boundaries

to unwind and clarify

to sooth

to alight upon me in shades orange and pink and bring us

into rhythm

together

a symbiotic climax

momentary

simpatico

a taste of the sound of leaves

on the painted wind of time

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Soundless Feet

squeezed rubber holds his sole

kissing deep

an erudite trail of soft blossom

a perfumed hummingbird

rich mango and high fruited dancing

over my pale skin

his cocoa softness, eminates

forming pages of story

in a backdrop of forested thought

each step a whisper of chi

uncontrived

effortless

a note in the river song

drawing through

dust

made of love

the old football jersey and tincan van

disguising the jungle

pocketing his phone

sharing his smile

king of gentle eyes

God of soundless feet

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